"Thank you for your kindness, beautiful Miss Greenhill, you are such an understanding person. Your Excellency Yang is really lucky to have such a considerate lover as you, and I believe that Her Royal Highness Princess Martial God will also be very pleased. ”

Lisa gracefully lifted the corner of her skirt and bowed to Greenhill, her every move full of tenderness. In fact, as a lady of the Midlandan court, she kept a low profile and maintained a humble attitude towards everyone.

"Oh! My dear Miss Lisa, you have won a prize! How dare I be!

Greenhill, with her short brown blonde hair, smiled and grabbed Lisa's hand, bending her knees in the same way in salute the deity in a black dress. After a pause, the beautiful marshal's wife asked her new question.

"By the way, I should call you Sister Lisa, because I remember that you were only two years younger than my husband, and I was eight years younger than him. If you are old acquaintances, sometimes Your Excellency Yang will mention you to me. ”

Greenhill blinked her eyes and approached Lisa's gentle face, her beautiful eyes with a hint of cunning, like a thoughtful little fox.

"Your Excellency Yang is a brilliant superstar in the imperial army, and I am just a small court maid, although we used to work together under the command of the Valkyrie Princess, but that is a thing of the past. ”

Lisa lowered her beautiful head softly, and her voice became so low that it was almost inaudible.

"Sister Lisa, you are really too modest, you are the noble flower of the Midlandan court, you are the one who saved Yang's life. Seventeen years ago, if it weren't for you, my husband would have lost his life. I can't say enough enough for your gratitude, please ...... Don't see each other like that, okay?"

Greenhill suddenly became agitated, and she fell to one knee before the lady of the Midlandan court, her lips kissing the curly-haired god's hand. Lisa looked at her a little surprised, the corners of the eyes of the champion god in the black dress slowly moistened, and her lips rose and fell, but she never spoke.

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A few hours passed, and the sun moved a short distance in the air, casting his warmth and his light on the towering towers of Starlund Castle, on the banner of the coalition camp. It's one of the few sunny moments in Kislev's winter, where the sun shines on the white fields as far as the eye can see.

As a few long horns swept across the sky, the atmosphere in the camp suddenly became quiet, but there was excitement in the silence. Soldiers in armor lined up neatly on the walls and roads, their faces full of irrepressible excitement. The infantrymen held their spears and halberds, the handles of their swords, and the heavy arquebuses on their shoulders, and the cavalrymen stood like walls with their horses, and their spears with ribbons and feathers lined up like a colorful forest.

"Our Holy Crown Prince and the undefeated Marshal Yang are about to arrive with the army, are you nervous?"

In the array on the left side of the avenue, the wolf-eared Jessica looked around, and then smiled and stretched out her fur-wrapped hand to Frey and the others who were standing beside her. Her voice is not loud, but full of the power of passion, and this Midland's 10th champion is a cheerful person.

"Dear Your Excellency the 10th Champion of Midland, I look forward to this moment with great ferventness. It is our honour to be read with you by His Highness Hyde, and we salute you for the glory of the Empire and Midland. ”

Marshall smiled and gave a military salute, first replying to the beautiful wolf-eared girl. The tall cheetah knight now had his blue gold armor spotless, and his bright red ribbon and blue and white feathers swayed in the wind on his shiny helmet, and he looked beautiful.

"Beautiful Miss Jessica, I must have been a little nervous at first, but the thought of being able to read with my noble Highness Hyde suddenly made me feel nothing more nervous. ”

Frey bowed her head softly to salute Midland's mighty tenth champion, but there was a hint of stubbornness in her soft voice. Now Frey wears the same old armor left by the Erdman Knight, but with a black ribbon decoration, which she wants to use on this special occasion to remember her father, who died in battle, someone she will never forget.

"My lovely little Frey may be a little jealous! It's okay, do you want your good sister and let me let the brave Tenan teach Midland's little wolf a lesson?

Catherine smiled and hugged Frey's neck, kissed her slightly reddened cheek hard, and gave a menacing middle finger to the wolf-eared girl with long braids. The scantily clad golden-armored girl was in a good mood today, her fiery red hair leaping like a real fire.

"Jessica's favorite thing is dueling, and no one is afraid. I have heard that the brave Lord Tenan is also the deity of the supreme military god Yuric, and I very much want to compete with him. But I have to refuse your challenge, for you are the cousin of Your Highness Hyde, the noble princess of the Principality of Tubaro, and how can I, as a vassal of Your Highness, offend you?"

Jessica gently brushed her long braids and answered Catherine's provocation with a modest and hidden resolute attitude. At the end of the sentence, the beautiful Euric goddess bowed her knees to the princess in front of her, bowing her head with a wolf-eared headdress. In fact, although Jessica's face does not look like she is yet sixteen years old, her actual age is over twenty, which is a year older than Catherine. Although the baby-faced girl is the daughter of a pack of wolves, she is by no means a person who does not know etiquette.

"Military parades are sacred occasions and noise is not allowed. My distinguished young lady, please be quiet for a moment. ”

Hyde stood softly between Catherine and Jessica, and he finally had to speak. Even though the army has not yet appeared, it is not appropriate to chirp during the sacred military parade and the ceremony of the arrival of the crown prince. At a banquet not long ago, Marshal Loeb gave him Jessica and a hundred of her men, claiming that it was a due gift to Prince Midland.

Although Hyde did not have any ill feelings towards Jessica, he did not want to accept Midland's army, but the problem was that he could not give an excuse to refuse for a while. So the banquet fell silent for a while, the nobles and officers looked at the silent Hyde, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange, and Jessica was almost crying, and her ears hung like a wronged puppy.

However, this awkward aura was quickly shattered, and Mrs. Greenhill and Lisa suddenly appeared at the feast, and they accepted the arrangement on behalf of Hyde without hesitation, and in a tone that could not be questioned. In this case, Hyde had no choice but to acquiesce to this result, because he couldn't refuse them, whether it was Greenhill, who looked ninety percent like his mother, or Miss Lisa, who had the air of his own mother and saved his life. Looking at their smiling faces, what else could this young divine be able to say?